Just another lonely night
in another empty house
that I thought I
could make a home.
I have no home,
no heart,
both ripped away
by a love too
fragile to stand
against her fears.
I made the choice
to love again,
to hope that there
could be joy and
light here with her.
I chose wrong.
She coaxed my
bruised and bleeding
heart into believing
in her strength
and then crushed it,
my soul just so much
dust under her heel.
I realize now that I
am just too wretched
to be loved.
I will not forget again.
My heart dies with her.


Report Story

byskittles_lm© 0 comments/ 1631 views/ 0 favorites

Share the love

Report a Bug

1 Pages:1

Please Rate This Submission:

Please Rate This Submission:

  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Please wait
by Anonymous

If the above comment contains any ads, links, or breaks Literotica rules, please report it.

There are no recent comments  - Click here to add a comment to this poem

Add a

Post a public comment on this submission (click here to send private anonymous feedback to the author instead).

Post comment as (click to select):

Refresh ImageYou may also listen to a recording of the characters.

Preview comment

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar: